My Butterfly — Harvest Rain

My Butterfly came from a Twilight Wood and She took the wind, She took the wind and She took the Evening too For in the Night where Dewdrops have a name and they drop from the Belladonna giving each drop it's own name

and Your name shall be Morning Star You are the next in Council and suffer a Fallen Scar and Your name shall be "Of Serpent"! You gave Intelligence and brought Light To My Butterfly

Fly now, when Autumn brings the cold and take the wind, take the wind to a Grave of Violet Gold For this day, this threshold of Your Love I'll cut Your Wings, I'll cut Your Wings and I'll save them in a Book!